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The Profane Dungeon Is A Trap!

"As a little lesson, try believing in things that are impossible. After all, how else can they become?" Yroa is a petitely hung, sadistic, mischievous, yet charismatic male prostitute who was born with a face befitting that of a youthful goddess, something that should be bestowed to a woman—not a man. However, instead of loathing it, he used this gift to its fullest, leading to a rather successful and lecherous life until his unfortunate end welcomed him in front of the inferno’s gate. Unexpectedly, a sequence of salvations arrives, resulting in his second chance in life within the new world of Yassimhre as a Living Dungeon Core! In a world where values are numbered, the sky of cultivation is limitless—while the Gods and Goddesses are gambling on how things will go in the grand scheme of emanation, how will he survive? ___________ Reader discretion is advised: Explicit and mature content ahead! If it isn’t obvious enough, the MC is a Trap, albeit an aggressive and dominant one instead of meek and submissive. There’s no Yuri, Yaoi, nor NTR content, but a significant potential for Netori can be found. At the same time, a lot of straight Trapdom and Josou Seme. Occasionally, Femdom. Average word count per chapter is 2000-4000 outside of the short prologue. With it, the author wishes you a good day. May there be light, and the tale that follows it along the way.

YokoyokoRPG · Fantasy
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84 Chs

Search For Ordainment

Immediately after the mark of anomaly was found, the air became still and cold.

'Yup, those void creatures are here, alright!' Yroa felt a shudder as his excitement was through the roof. 

"Uhm, does that mark mean something?" Azel innocently asked.

"Well, you see. Right after I notified you of my departure, I'm actually exploring an ancient creepy site that has a great connection to that of a Void." With a downplaying smirk, Yroa fiddled around with his silver hair around his finger. "I awakened an obelisk that acts as a beacon between this reality and the world beyond our comprehension, and it seems like some creatures from that world have spilled over, slipping into this real world as we speak."

"So, I assume that the best course of action right now is to start the Landship's engine and run, right?" Azel said with her index finger pointed to the Landship's bridge. She was confident that this was the answer that his master kept in mind.

"Nope."